thePhantom
Gold-hatted, high-bouncing loser
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- Joined
- May 4, 2018
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So a few days ago the thing that happens a couple of times per year happened: My angle-frauded pictures on Tinder got me a date. The match and I had both mentioned that we were looking for "buddies" to do stuff with, so I thought I might be friendzoned from the very start, but I still knew that I should try my best. Then the date comes, it turns out that she heightmogs be pretty badly (also, it seems that she is disappointed upon seeing me, but I'm to autistic to tell for sure), and my resolve completely melts away. I turn into friend-mode, the "date" ends up pretty fun, and we hang out again. Now the window of opportunity for trying anything outside of the friendzone is definitely closed though. Of course, the chance that she was interested in something more and that my autistic brain would manage to navigate that kind of social maze was very slim. By taking the coward's way out I most likely saved myself yet another humiliation. Yet, if I don't seize those small opportunities, it's definitely over. I'm that proverbial dog chasing cars – on the rare occasions that I catch them, I have no idea what to do. And it seems this dog has been run over by so many cars now that it won't even try anymore.